TAUR WAR

A funny thing happened on the way to virally infect all of humanity-

What you are about to hear, I really wonder if I should be saying.
I wasn’t comfortable with this plan. I still am not. Amd I also realizing that trusting my … ‘associates’ may have been an aregious mistake that I will pay for dearly.
Just to recap: recently my friends and I traveled back ten years in time to prevent a fierce and bloodthirsty alien race known as the Taur from conquoring and enslaving the Earth. Upon doing so, we came upon the first salvo of their invasion in the form of a destroyed transport vessel that almost destroyed Tokyo Japan. We prevented that, saved the 23 lives of those that remained onboard, and then magically teleported the survivors to a different dimension where they will be safe.
After which, my comrades colluded upon a plan that they believed was in humanities best interest and which would discourage the Taur from their invasion.
That plan: infect the human population with a virus that will render every normal human being on the planet lethal to the Taur.
We ran no tests on the humans themselves. Rebirth cooked this virus up in his lab and told us that the effects on humans would be mild and harmless. And, he being the chief executive officer of (CLASSIFIED) who were we to argue. However, Blue Bomber and I were had serious doubts about this and didn’t thik it right to infect the humans without their concent.
Or without proper testing for that matter.
Or even an anitidote, I might add. A fact that, when I brought it up, Gravitron scoffed it off and stated that “It’s harmless to humans.”
“What if it infects mutants? Or what if it mutates period?”
A question put forth my Mhorham, which surprised me because I was certain he was on board with this amoral symphony.
To which Gravitron replied.
“If it mutates, a cure will be effectively useless anyway so why make one.”
My thought: so that you actually have a road map or a base outline and sample to work from in the event that the virus turns out to be deadly. It is better to have something to work from than to suddenly be up to your ears in infected people and have to start from scratch.
But, the virus was made- it’s an aerosol too making a breech of containment nearly impossible to contain. And then we divided into two groups to maximize the outbreak. One group- consisting of Mhoram, Gravitron & Blue Bomber went to London to infect the transnational airline’s air condition and regulation.
Oh, yea. An they took the awesome ship. You know. The one that has tractor beams, a cloaking device, inter-atmosphereic sonic flight, and all of the advanced Taur upgrades that Rebirth had cannabalized from the transport we rescued. So, yea- the got to ride in the Fun-vi.
The second group- consisting of myself, Rebirth and Machinegun Harry, traveled to the Olympics in Brazil to infect everyone there by poison- … ‘Innoculating’ the central air filteration system that fed into Rio Max-Dome where all the major events were to be held.
And we rode in the Hum-drum-Vi. I am still grateful that they let me fly the ship, but- compared to the other ship- we rode to Brazil in a Gypsy Cart. Laser cannons were our only weapons and we had no cloaking device, no cool super flight capabilities and still no tractor beams.
I think I shall spring for some upgrades to level the playing field.
Suffice to say, both groups successfully planted the samples- though down in Brazil we ran into some hippie rebels who some how knew what we were doing and what we were up to and tried- hilariously- to stop us.
Dont’ get me wrong- the gas canisters through the windows was good, but I spend most of my life inside a full enviromental body suit, complete with a gas mask and air filter. Aside the point: I don’t breathe!
I seized the canisters before they could do any real harm to us or the innocent people inside the building and redistributed them back to their poitn of origin. After which, Rebirth did a littel ‘flame-on’ action and sent them running for the hills, screaming for their lives.
Gotta’ hand it to Rebirth. Non-violent solutions are the best ones.
So, point in case: we successfully infected the human race with a virus that has no cure, and I am thankful that there have been so signs of signifagant death, sickness or mutation so far. But that does change that fact that I fear this is going to come back to bite us in the end. And I think Mhoram and Blue Bomber feel that too.
Also, on that same note, that is where the happiness of our mission ends.
When we got back to (CLASSFIED), something didn’t exactly feel right. Everything had been too rushed. It fle tlike something shoudl have happened. Like many details of everything that had happened had just been … glossed over to get to main event.
Oh, accept for Spaghetti. I do remember that Gravitron is an awesome cook and made spaghetti. It was so good.
But, great eating aside, I found out how right I was when, as we entered the capitol building and settled into the main conference room, the first words out the head of securities mouth to Rebirth were “Sir, we have a situation and we need you to go …now.”
Ok, now if MY head of security said that to me, I would be two steps ahead fo that guy to get the hell out of that place.
Rebirth’s responce was: “Wait, how did my highly advanced, super-iron clad security get compromised?”
Well, no answer came because, at that point, the wall explodes, knocking all of us flying to the far end of the room.
What entered was a masssive brute of an alien, and he’d brought a dozen, or so, armed guards with him.
My knee-jerk reactive was to get all of the innocent civilians out of this room, and then out of the building. And thanks to Rebirth, Mhoram and Gravitron, I was able to do so. So, I guess when push comes to shove, they’ll do the right thing and save human lives.
Or atleast sacrifice their own to protect what’s theirs.
Mhoram’s Immobile spells were highly effective in holding off our attackers, seeing how their appeared to have some manner of anti-gravity capability (they floated in), making Gravitrons usual tactics innert. But he’s adaptable and capable if dishing out even when he can’t crush someone with their own weight. And Rebirths pyrotechnics are always welcome in press of battle. And then there’s Blue Bomber- living artillery cannon that he is, and Machinegun Harry- despite his name, he is an incredible martial artist and most of his abilities (enhanced strength, lightning reflexes, controling kinetic energy and matter expulsion) are reflected through use of powerful Chi Mudras. I felt sorry for th epoor slobs who dared attack us.
But beyond those things, I know next to nothing of how the fight went down. I spent the entire duration of the battle, getting everyone not affiliated with the fight out of the building.
So I do owe my fellow compatriots a vote of thanks. Due to their heroism, dozens if not hundreds of lives were saved that day. And they were a larger part of that than I. I just helped the people get to safety. They bought me the time.
The fight ended quickly, as I expected it would, after which came the unnanimous decision to head back out to Asia and talke to (CLASSIFIED) about this.
So we all shipped up and headed out there to talke to Macginegun Harry’s people and see if we could get a better handle of how our security got breeched so easily (Harry being the untrustworthy one of us.)
What a mistake. I kept the motor on the ship running while they all went in to have a sit down (or a violent shoot out) with the (CLASSIFIED)(CLASSIFIED) and, as we did, it really hit the fan.
The second salvo of the invasion hit.
A Taur War Ship attacked us righ then and there. For the 2nd time in as many weeks, Tokyo was almost destroyed again. And here I thought New York in the USA was the hot spot of alien attacks.
I was piloting the ship but it was Harry’s people who actually gave us the heads up. I fired upon the vessel with everything I had, but the more effective moves came from Rebirth, Mhoram and Gravitron. Mhoram possessed a spell of brutally lethal efficacy against the Taur: Stone To Flesh. The ship being stone after all took rediculous amounts of damage from his attacks and Gravitron was his support. He flew the wizard around on his back (in a physical position that I am have scrubbed from my brain as we speak) allowing him to wreak havoc on the attacking vessel.
Blue Bomber was lancing away same as I, while Harry was on the ground tyring to coordinate some military effort with his people. Blue wasn’t having any luck damaging the thing-
Until he started pumping out sound waves.
A second notable weakness in the Taur: sound waves. The ship was taking increased amounts of damage now.
But the ‘coup d’gracie’ goes to Rebirth, whose open, full-bore volly of artillery fire tore the ship up one side and down the other, cutting it nearly in half with a deadly malestrom of ballistics.
And thus leaving us in our present current state … of screwed!
The lucky one who detected the incoming, I performed a quick and accuaret scan of the area and realized that we had only destroyed one ship out of an attack squad of 16.
Again, I try to be the optomist: 1 down, 15 go. Oh, yea.
But even my California-dude cheer couldn’t out-weigh a sudden crushign reality: the Invasion had begun.
And so, with a deep breath, we plunged into battle against what was, effectively, the first scouts of the Taur Invasion Force.
(-TO BE CONTINUED-)

History Books Are Wrong!

Wow, I thought the future was busy- now my past blurs past my eyes. Forgive me if I missed something of importance- you know jet lag? Pales compared to time lag- I am exhausted…

Enough blathering, there is a story to be told, and I am the one telling it. Al, of course, vacated. For a “Fairy Godfather”, or Uncle, or whatever he is selling me this week, he sure seems to disappear anytime there is danger. Will have to talk to Mom & Dad about him if I live through this.

We got the virus to save the Earth from the aliens (which I resurrected, mind you! Al at least taught me that) We broke into 2 groups- Gravitron, Lashes, and myself in one, and the Senator,Machine Gun Harry,Sun Crusher, and Blue Bomber in the other. Our group went to London in Grav’s Taur spaceship (he kept it, and it is cool) We got in “toot sweet” (them Brits talk funny- must be the bad teeth), with Lashes and Grav doing the transport, and me doing the sneaking through the airport to the ventillation control. A simple invisibility, and virus spread through the largest hub in the world. Easy….

We got back to Xenos before the other group, which was strange, since they only needed to go next door to Brazil…. But Grav & I work great together, and have done it for a long time, and his wife Lashes is just an extension of him…

When the others finally showed up, we all sat down to a celebratory spaghetti dinner, fixed by Grav. Presidential Palace, Xenos nation, dining room- most secure place on Earth, or so we thought. In busts that Iron Enforcer guy that hunted Grav before we got together as a team! Through the picture window! With 12 followers! Talk about a rude interruption- I had not had my garlic bread yet!!! We made short work of them- the Senator (sorry, Praetor, head of the Xenos nation- I always forget that he is so much bigger now) did a flame circle, I did an immobilize cone, and they were over. What idiots attack us in our home? Pleeaze…

After that indigestion, we decided the only place to go was SIAM, the only nation group to boycott the Olympics. Harry was from there, so we figured we were in. What jerks! They kept us in our hotel, had the nerve to grill the Senator, and then…

ALLYOURHISTORYBOOKSAREWRONG! The Taur invasion happened one day earlier!!!

How this occurred, I know not. All the way back, to Caesar, to Alexander, to Ghengis, they considered war breaking out as the first attacks. Nope, not this time…. Somehow all history writers got amnesia for a day! I cannot explain it, I know not! Just like I still don’t understand how Sun Crusher takes a crap in his suit….

So, sitting in our gilded prison the Taur sent a first wave of unmanned ships! Oh, and they knocked out all satelite communications with nobody knowing as well! Amazing magic they have!

I remembered that they were stone- so first I immobilized the ship, then I did a stone to flesh spell, which hurt it really bad. All this while riding Gravitron like we were some S&M pony couple- oh, sorry, too graphic? Never understand the whole too graphic thing- whatever folks want to do, as long as it don’t hurt nobody, right? Anyhow, after I hurt it bad Blue Bomber let out some sound waves, Harry hit the thing, and then the Senator unloaded on it- I mean the full magazine! After that I dropped the immobilization, Grav did his increase gravity deal, and smash!!! Game over!!

The problem is Sun Crusher, in Grav’s ship, lets us know that it is the 1st of 16! I feel weak- seem to not have my usual power. I am worried for the first time in a long time.

Tis I the mighty Gravitron, slayer of Taur and criminals alike. I have written down another tale for you, my children, so that you might remember your father and pass it on to your children. This story will be so that you come to know how you have these magic swords that you now own. Many years ago when you were but wee children. You see your father is one of the first recorded time travelers in history. These swords were given to me by your Uncle Mhoram’s uncle. Anyhow that is another story. For today I tell about how your father saved Japan from an alien spaceship.

It all started in San Francisco in the alien Sun Crusher’s hotel. Sun Crusher along with Uncle Mhoram and Blue Bomber came back from the future with me. We knew what was about to happen, which is why I summoned the Senator to meet with us. We knew that a large object was about to hit Japan. So your daddy and his friends and some aliens, flew to Japan on daddy’s spaceship, which he flew the entire way. Don’t let that Sun Crusher guy tell you any differently. Once we got there, we realized that we were super early. That’s when the Japanese officials were mad at daddy because they did not understand that daddy was there to save the people. So the Japanese sent a representative to talk with daddy and his friends. It was at this point that the senator flew down to pick up Mr. Harry. He was a mutant just like me. Daddy and the others proceeded to explain the situation to him while we waited for the spaceship to crash. It turns out the object was a spaceship the whole time. Actually it was a really big spaceship like the one on Spaceballs. As it came down daddy strapped himself to the back of the Senator and they flew on a gentle trajectory path to guide this spaceship out of Tokyo’s vicinity and into the ocean.

After the ship crashed the team headed over to the wreck site where Mhoram and I helped pick up the ship while Sun Crusher took over as temporary co-pilot. At this point we took the ship to an island in the Pacific to then rescue the passengers without being harassed by government officials. It was here that I ran into the fire with just a can of Dr. Pepper cupping the jewels of our family. This formed what has now been made known as master cylinder pants amongst the group. Afterward we dropped the ship into the Marianna Trench, while Mhoram brought three of these alien species back to life. It was at this point that I found out why the aliens were here and assured them we were on their side. It was at this point they requested refuge and Mhoram aided them by having Al send them to his world. Before they left, the aliens gave us a virus to help save the planet. It may be dangerous to some aliens, but the needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few.

“I am still trying to understand how a field surgeon (in training) was able to get into the position that I am in. But sometimes when the need is great enough, and something is going your way to fulfill that need you just don’t ask questions. Yet, the small story is worth noting:

“Prior to my departure from Singapore to Tokyo, I had requested an immediate transfer to SSAF’s base in Tokyo. Surprisingly the commanding surgeon, Col. Dao Foutzu, granted my transfer right there and then. Either he trusted me impeccably; or, he felt that he needed to get rid of me. Or, maybe he sensed the urgency of my request, although I could not tell him the real reason I needed to be tranfered. I mean how would a Chief Commanding Officer of the major medical division on one of SIAM’s largest military bases respond to a low level officer telling him about a vision he had of the future. And in this vision, the Earth was not just taken over… but every living soul was nearly wiped off the face of the planet by a ruthless conquering race of feline rock people??? I would have been strung up in a court martial case on account of my sanity. Heck! I could hardly believe parts of it myself. And, I am STILL questioning whether it is real, or not. Nonetheless, he was very professional in seeing me off, despite my pretense.

“Once I arrived at Haneda International Airport in Tokyo, a military escort was there to greet me. They escorted me to Yokota SSAF Base where I was introduced to Admiral Sohaki. I recognized him immediately. He was aged quite a bit, sporting a Fu Man Chu (I wondered if that was within regulation…well, he was probably above regulations after serving for more than fifty years). Yet, I remembered him from an old war photo my dad had. My father was just a private serving under the Admiral at the time. I don’t think they knew each other, but I knew my father was always very proud to serve under his command. (Now it was my turn.) Admiral Sohaki spoke urgently and ushered my first command. I was to go immediately to Yugi communications base and debrief my new orphan outfit of eight soldiers about an unidentified flying object that seemed to be hindering progress on a important scientific find. I was not privileged with any information about this find. But, if my vision was accurate it must have to do with the oncoming Taur invasion.

I arrived at Yugi communications bases just before breakfast. I hadn’t eaten yet, but I was too excited to meet my crew. The crew consisted of 9 soldiers including myself. We had been placed over minor reconnaissance collected for the SSAF. They all fell into rank as I entered the mess hall. All at attention. Six men and 2 women. The crew sergeant gave the roll call. When he came to PFC Honju Mokioto, I couldn’t believe my eyes. Here was the man that I would serve along side with in the future in my vision. He would have been part of the super team I created when I took on the persona of the Silver Dragon. If that future existed now, he would call himself the Monkey King, or Sun Wukong. From what I remember he was a genius. I knew immediately that he would be a great asset to the team.

“I before I could even get a bite of the scrambled eggs we were scrambling ourselves to get things prepared and on the road to rendezvous at the site of the unidentified flying object. We arrived at the site around 1020. We just on the coast outside of Tokyo, East of Tokyo Bay on Nojimazaki Point. We could barely see the craft with the naked eye. It must have been at least 4 or 6 kilometers up in the atmosphere. PFC Mokioto, our radio man, began searching all frequencies to try and communicate with the craft, while still keeping an open frequency with General Command. I had orders to gain all that we could about the craft without raising a national incident. Mokioto finally hailed the craft.

“They stated they were with the Xenos Nation. I didn’t know much about the Xenos, only that they were not very liked by many of the countries of the world. The way they were talked about in the news broadcasts I had seen lately, if the Taur weren’t coming to invade the Earth in 2 days, there would be war anyways between the Xenos and nearly every other nation. I am certain SIAM didn’t like them very much. SIAM viewed them as a global threat. Although, economic analysts believed the Xenos Nation would not be around long enough to backup what everyone else feared about them…that is unless they began striking out and conquering neighboring countries to utilize their economies. Oh boy! Why did it have to be the Xenos? At this point I am wondering how I am going to prevent this from becoming an incident.

“The craft continued to tell us the nature of their intrusion. First off, they stated that they were flying in international airspace. Unfortunately they were very mistaken. I don’t know what air maps they were using, but they were clearly in SIAM airspace. Maybe they were looking at an old air chart that was made before the Asian Intermunicipal Charter of 2015 that laid out the global territory of SIAM when it was formed. I don’t know; all I knew was this was making matters worse. I needed to prevent General Command from sending out an air strike, so I asked for one hour to handle the situation. After deliberating for about 10 minutes they agreed. I bet the big wigs were invlolved now. Man, this was becoming a mess!

“The craft told us that they were trying to prevent the Earth from global annihilation of an oncoming alien race bent on our destruction; and that SIAM was in imminent danger from total destruction. The Taur? How did they know about the Taur? They didn’t immediately come out and say the Taur, but I knew this must be what they were talking about. How could they have possibly seen this terrible future, too? Well, I guess that question wasn’t as impotant as this one. Could I trust them to be an ally? Sure enough I needed some allies right now. Not even my team knew what I had seen. I was all alone with my secret, except for Master Xian Tsu. How was I supposed to save the entire world all by myself? I had to take a risk to trust someone…the only thing is, the last time I tusted someone my mother ended up dead and my father left in a catatonic stated from Post Traumatic Stress Syndrome. Damn! I wish the Mo’Dong Warrior were alive and here right now. Not that he would be good company, but then I could take all my frustration of this current situation out on him by ripping out his liver and putting my fist through his spine like him put that hideous black sword through my mother’s.

“Focus. I had to take a moment to settle my rage.

“The rest of my team were not paying too much attention to the radio conversation, since it was much action. It really was just PFC Mokioto and me doing much. It took this opportunity to gauge my trust in Mokioto. I quitely whispered to him something about the Monkey King. His eyes got really big. He looked around to see if anyone were watching. He asked how I knew about his secret identity. I gave him the short version of my vision. I asked if I could trust him. He affirmed that I could. I knew he spoke the truth, afterall the Monkey King would never lie. I told him that I needed to meet with an ambassador of the intruding craft. They had information that I was not privy to. I told him I needed his help to divert my team. He said he could. Just after radioing a demand for a meeting and its location, I announced an infield promotion of PFC Mokioto to Corporal and placed him in command of the team. I told them that he would brief them on a special mission. With that I took my leave. I don’t think the team was very pleased with those orders, but I didn’t have much time to do anything else. I knew that Corp. Mokioto could handle it.

I arrived at the rendezvous point at the appointed time. No one was there. I was becoming a little impatient when suddenly from the sky a tall man flew down to the ground with tremendous speed. He landed in a 3-point crouch as a cloud of dust burst up from the ground. His head was down; he slowly rose. He spoke clear and decisive. He asked why we needed to meet. I gave the full account of my vision. He affirmed that what I had seen was not a mere dream. It would be our future if we did not act now. With that he grabbed me and we were lift into the sky. I did not resist. Though I did not fully trust this man (maybe because he claimed he was the leader of the Xenos Nation), I needed to find out more information. In no time I found myself in their alien craft.

I was introduced to the rest of the crew. It is funny how many Westerners I have met that think just because I look Chinese that I must not know English. They talk to you in a loud voice and speak really slow. Some of these guys were no different. Anyway. The last member of the crew was a peculiar man in a Phantom mask. The mask kind of put me off, but then I recognized him from my vision. This was Mhoram!

Finally, things were starting to come together. To think that in less than 48 hours everything is just going to come back apart. I don’t know if we will be able to prevent this big of a catastophe. Yet, the biggest catastrophe is knowing about it and choosing to do nothing. We will fight this. And with a lot of hope, we will win.

A ship the size of a city almost hit Tokyo. Good thing we put it in the ocean.

It seems like every time I go out and do anything to help this planet; I get a million answers to a million questions. The problem is, I always seem to have a million and one questions to start.

That being said, the rescue of (<<xx>>) was not and is not the disaster certain governments and powerful agents of industry have mad it out to be.

But I like to be the eternal optimist. So a city sized vessel almost hit Tokyo. We saw it coming from our own ship (property of [<<xx>>]) and successful intervened.

For my part-

Oh, please excuse my rudeness.

My name is Sun Crusher, and I have been assigned to defend the planet Earth from the Taur by the Intergalactic Military of Plarsek (it much resembles the planet Mercury, only it has substantial live forms and advanced technology. My people are, in a word, awesome).

Having been assigned to watch over a protect the planet, I have been doing such from my private island. It resided outside an Earth Territory known as California. According to them it used to be a prison. I got a really sweet deal on the place. Apparently, a prison that’s also a tourist attraction just wasn’t bringing in the crowds. But when I turned it into a hot spring day spa, I couldn’t print my own money faster than people were giving it to me.

And I didn’t even change the name. It is still called the Rock.

But enough of me and my business.

I met with some associates of mine, with whom I share a special common bond (that bond being that we’re all from ten years into the future where nearly everything was destroyed) and they are, in so special or specific order: Graitron, Rebirth, Mhoram Haslip, and Blue Bomber. It was while they were here, enjoying my hospitality, that we detected an incoming ship.

At first we thought it was a meteorite bound for the city of Tokyo on an Isle known as Japan. Thus, we boarded our own ship and set off to do something about it.

It must be noted that I made sure that everyone took a towel.

You earthlings just don’t get this. It is good interstellar common sense to never leave without your towel and always make sure you have your towel. But every time I bring this up, everyone just laughs. I’ll have to look into this one day.

Also, I would like to thank ‘Rebirth’ and ‘Gravitron’ for letting me pilot the mission and I have to give both of them credit because neither of them made it clear just whose ship we were flying in.

Anyway-

We flew out there- way fun because it’s a interstellar ship, designed for space flight. And in order to get there in time, we had to leave the atmosphere to use the sub-atomic flight engines, and then re-enter the earth’s atmosphere over Japan. So, we went straight up at about 10g’s and them came straight down doing the same. The ships internal gyroscope and aux-grav adjust prevented us from being harmed by the physics of such maneuvering, making it the greatest roller coaster ride I’ve ever been on.

So, over Tokyo is when we figured out two things: 1- not a meteorite; a ship and Taur ship at that. And 2- we’re not the only one’s out here doing something about it.
Graviton acted first and sailed on outside to do something about the incoming ship. Rebirth followed suit to do the math on the situation, with Blue Bomber on his heels, but he was just interested in improving his tan and playing video games.

Can’t say I blame him, we did arrive a little early for the catastrophe.

I stayed in the captain’s chair and made sure to keep an eye on everyone there. One the ground, some things were happening, but mostly just people taking pictures and panicking. The other ship in the area, also here to investigate the incoming object proved more interesting as the agents on board seemed to already know a little about what was coming and had sent an investigator to find out more.

I learned all of this when Rebirth opened a channel to the ship and pretty much demanded that he either leave or turn himself over to us. They enjoyed some spirited insult trading a while before Rebirth simply flew down there (using his ‘human torch’ trick) and kidnapped him.

Thankfully it wasn’t a kidnapping, or if it was, the agent knew that there was nothing he could do about it, and I made sure to open a door on our own vessel so that they could come in.

The rest, I have already said. I met him- name was Machinegun Harry and he was very pleasant despite our hostile actions towards him.

The next thing to happen would be the ship coming at us and it was in no shape to fly. What was left of this intergalactic behemoth sure as salt wasn’t space worthy. The massive thing had to be crewed by thousands, and an impact from such a vessel anywhere on our world would be catastrophic.

Unless you have a Gravitron.

Which we did and it was awesome.

His control of the gravitonic wells of this planet is … unbelievable. Not only did he reduce the mass of the ship to 1/10 of what it would be otherwise, but he also successfully redirected it. Tokyo was spared and the great transport vessel crashed harmlessly into the ocean.

I piloted over to the wreckage, which Gravitron was also kind enough to haul ashore and we all then made for the survival search.

But before we could do something important (like saving lives) Rebirth decides to get into a fight with the local Japanese Government over possession of a possibly dangerous aline craft. Which I believe ended in us, for the good of all, taking the ship away to a deserted Isle instead of cracking it open on Japanese shores.

Mhoram pulled this off as I recalled. A fine diplomat, if a little spacey and unfocused (but he’s a wizard so that’s his right) but he not only resolved this problem with the Japanese, but also discovered how to transport the ship.

See, the vessel I was piloting, had neither tractor beams nor tow cables (someone may want to add those on in the near future) Mhoram figured out that he could use his ‘Carpet Of Adhesion’ spell to glue the ships together and we could move it that way. The only trade of was that both he and Gravitron had to harness themselves to the hull because, for both of their powers to effect the vessel, they had to be touching it. But that was way cool because apparently, it Gravitronm is touching what he’s gravitationally effecting, he can reduce its mass to 1/10,000 of what it would be other wise. Even full of water, moving that thing was a snap.

We successfully towed the wreck to a small uninhabbited island.
At this point, I put our own ship on autopilot and suggested that we go through the wreckage in search of survivors.
Finding ways in wasn’t a problem; there were more then enough tears in the hull. Most of the ships inhabitants had been killed, but not all of them in the crash. As we investigated the wreck, it became obvious that this ship crashed here because someone shot the hell out ofit first.
We managed to successdully save 18 of those on board, and also procured 7 more of their dead on the grounds that Mhoram could resurrect them (or LifeSource them, anyway). But that was as far as we got before something started melting down. Blue Bomber & Rebirth took to weapon and hardware salvaging before the ship imploded, while the rest of us got the bodies of everyone else to safety.
But, surprisingly, they were unthankful to us. In fact, first words out of the girls mouth whom I saved in the first place was “kill me”.
I asked her why and then the rest of them. I had the universal translator after all,so that made me the spokesman.
The girl I rescued- Ardora- said that they belonged to the Taur and that the Taur would never stop looking for them.
Mhoram arranged with his uncle to have them teleported safely to a different dimension, while I, on the other hand, having my own personal vandetta with the rock-jocky’s, gave her my solemn word that the if the Taur would be taken care of- one way or another.
They thanked us for saving them, while Rebirth did salvage a cannon or two from the ship before it dissintegrated, and we headed back to base to report on what had happened.
The base is is South America, and upon our arrival, we met up with Max, who informed us that the Taur are on the move. Seemed that they resently lost something very valuable to them.
Guess the war’s now on.
And it really was, considering all the stellar flight cross dimensional traveling, the longest save of anyone that I have ever had to make.

After three long years the war began to break. As Harry looked back on his country and countrymen, all he saw was destruction. SIAM had nearly fallen, returning to independent metropolis states. The Shengxiao warriors disbanded (those who survived).

Harry in a state of despair went to Singapore Harbor where he had vanquished the Mo’Dong warrior. His mind in turmoil, he fell into a trance to escape. His body became weightless and was carried away out to sea by a strong sea breeze. A silver tinsel-thin sheet acted as a sail. Mindlessly and aimlessly, Harry continued to drift. Days turned to weeks. His body became emaciated and thin from days of fasting. Finally, Harry reached a foreign shore. He collapsed on the beach. He heard footsteps approaching him. He looked up into the shadow of a figure. As his eyes adjusted to the bright lite background, he focused on what he recognized as The White Tigress. Her face changed. No, dont go! The figure was not a woman, but a man. The man was wearing a mask. At first Harry was reminded of the Mo’Dong Warrior, but no the man did not have the stature of a warrior. His presence was calming. The figure spoke, “I am Mhoram; we are here to help.” Harry then collapses from complete fatigue and exhaustion…

…Suddenly, Harry awakes again! His mind is confused, but he feels more clear and alert. He is sitting on a mat. He is in front of his master, Xing Tse. Master Xing is also sitting lotus style on the mat; his master’s eyes are closed . They are both in the temple of Ma Xin. The temple is somehow restored. Or is it untouched? Master Xing’s eyes open. “What did you see?” Harry is perplexed by this question, but instinctively relates all that has passed. Harry begins to realize that he has seen a glimpse of things that are to come. They have seemed so real. It is hard for Harry to separate between what is real and what was a vision. He thinks, Why can I not remember entering into meditation with Master Xing? Recalling this memory is painful for Harry. After a few questions from Master Xing, Harry realizes that he is physically in the time prior to the invasion of the Taur; three days before to be precise!

He needs to warn the World! Where did it all begin? Tokyo, yes! He jumps up and races towards the door. “Harry, son!” Master Xing Tse calls. Harry turns back around. “Do not forget these.” Xing Tse holds out a leather rucksack. Harry takes a few steps towards his master and takes the gift. “Thank you, Master.” “You are welcome, Master Gun.” Master Gun? But that didn’t happen until after the invasion. Harry opens the satchel as he briskly leaves the daojang. Inside are the three scrolls given to him by Xing Tse in his vision. Was it real?

Within the hour, Harry has a boarding pass in his hand from SIAM-Air International. He is on a plane bound for Tokyo. He is unclear what he is going to do. He doesn’t know the full validity of the vision; but he is compelled that it is real. He keeps thinking about each of the events. Did they really happen? And who was that mysterious masked figure that was trying to help me? What was his name again? Menorah? Manitoba? Moron? No wait, Mhoram! What did he have to do with everything? As the plane takes off from the runway. Harry realizes something. My dad is still alive! The old woman next to him hands Harry a tissue. Harry notices that he is crying. This is for you, Dad!